Superhero's Physician[Comprehensive]

It would be a waste of resources for Lin Lan to get a weapon close to her body but not know how to use it. She is an important witness and a special talent. In addition to the protection of the Avengers, she needs to have a certain ability to protect herself.Nick Ferry naturally considered this point. Originally, he planned to let the Black Widow be Lin Lan's temporary coach. They were all women, and it would be more convenient in all aspects.However, Natasha recommended Steve Rogers on the grounds that she was busy deciphering the ciphertext, thinking that he would be a more patient coach than herself.Nick agreed to the proposal, and Steve had no possibility of refusing, so Lin Lan had his own mission during the period of temporary avoidance in the "locker room".

In the medical room, Clint Button is recovering well, and the bullet wound on his shoulder is almost healed. Now let him ride a speeding car or pick up a helicopter.

During the conversation between Natasha and Barton, she basically understood the situation at that time. The reason for their injuries was actually due to the route that was not planned by Barton. The subject of protection went to visit Captain America's special museum.She believed that with Barton's agent experience and crisis awareness, such a low-level mistake should not be made.But Barton felt it was necessary, at least to allow Lin Lan to stay with them at ease and not cause trouble.Moreover, they also got important information, which is the harvest.

But Natasha disagreed. She felt that everyone seemed to pay too much attention to Lin Lan. This was very different from the previous attitude of bodyguards towards protectors. It was very abnormal.But Barton thought she was making a fuss out of a molehill, because from his point of view, Natasha also cared about Lin Lan very much. This foreign student has a special temperament, and it is normal for everyone to feel curious and fond of her.

It is precisely because Natasha has an excessive desire to protect Lin Lan that this is the reason why she can't let go.Natasha is a person who travels in various countries as an agent. She is well-informed and has read countless people. Her decades of espionage experience give her reason to doubt the necessity of Lin Lan's identity.

Because she does have a lot of doubts.

But Barton only gave her this answer.

"Natasha, that kid didn't try to seduce any of us."

And Natasha complained about this: "Not every female agent has the same training courses."

Lin Lan and Natasha, who was walking out of the hospital room, met unexpectedly, looked at each other with a smile and then passed each other. Lin Lan felt a little strange, but didn't feel anything else.

Button's upper body was half-naked, with a white bandage wrapped around his shoulders and collarbone, and tubes for testing blood and air pressure stuck to his abdomen. Although it looked serious, it was actually just a final rehabilitation test.

When he saw Lin Lan coming, he gave a friendly greeting, but when he saw her walking with a limp, he asked suspiciously: "They didn't tell you that your foot was injured, how did you hurt it? And your head?" Because after Lin Lan was shot in the leg, his consciousness was already blurred, and he didn't even know that Lin Lan also had a wound on his head.

"Oh, these are minor injuries." Lin Lan looked at the data displayed on the instrument and said with relief, "You seem to be recovering well?"

"Of course, I can get out of bed and have a fight with Captain America, but in order to prevent me from doing this, they put a tube on me and restricted my movement." Barton asked again, "Tell me, is it because of me You hurt your feet, and of course your head."

Lin Lan was amused by his humor, and found a seat to sit down: "Yes, of course it's because of you, who told you to be in a coma."

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have taken you to the museum." He really didn't expect things to get out of hand, "How are you feeling now?"

"That must be better than you, at least I didn't faint." Lin Lan looked at the fresh fruit on his bedside, "I want to eat an apple, do you want one, by the way?"

Lin Lan's answer made Barton feel less guilty: "Those were originally for me."

"But I am free, you are restricted."

Button smiled: "Okay, take it all, you saved my life, you deserve it."

Lin Lan leaned over and randomly picked a shiny red apple in the fruit basket, and grabbed the fruit knife next to it: "Your life is worth this, isn't it a bit cheap?"

"I suddenly discovered that your tone of voice is a bit like Stark's. You were not like this before." Barton's eyes followed her movement of holding the knife without any trace, "When did you get so familiar? When I was in a coma ?"

In fact, what Natasha said was unreasonable. Lin Lan was just an ordinary student, but she seemed to have many secrets.In the face of danger and emotions afterwards, he seemed to be too calm. Although Barton did not express anything on the surface, the confusion in his heart coincided with Natasha's suspicion.

But Lin Lan did save his life desperately, and Barton kept this in mind.

By the way, and the almost silent timer she could hear under the undercarriage, he remembered that too.

"I always talk like this with my friends, um...does it make you feel very rude?"

Since the two lived and died, Lin Lan's strangeness towards Barton disappeared for the most part, because the other party is also a very humorous person, so she feels that this kind of joke communication is more comfortable.

"Of course not. I like you like this. I don't mind at all. This is much more comfortable than chatting before." Barton said happily, "You have always been shy, I thought it would be difficult for you to communicate."

Lin Lan peeled the skin seriously without looking up: "That's because you are so handsome."

"Compared to Captain America?"

"Better handsome than him."

"What a perfect day!" Patton has been watching Lin Lan's every move, and he doesn't think she will stab him with the fruit knife in the next second, although this situation is common in Patton's career as an agent, " In fact, many people have their own secrets, and everyone here has a different past."

Lin Lan still didn't look up, just smiled: "With your supervision, I won't reveal your secret, don't worry." She thought that the other party was implying that he was married.

Barton cleared his throat and lowered his voice: "I knew I was going to die at that time, and you saved me."

Lin Lan stopped what she was doing and raised her head: "You saved me first, so I had the chance to save you. You should thank yourself. Also, you just lost a lot of blood, don't exaggerate. "As she spoke, she lowered her head again, "Of course, if you want to repay your kindness, return your phone to me. Don't think that I will settle the debt."

After a long silence, Barton said: "A piece of iron was inserted into my left chest cavity and pierced my lung, but now there is no scar. I know you did it." Even if it was an emergency at that time, it was easy to miss the key The details, but the summary after the fact, is enough for Barton to pick up the neglected places.

Lin Lan's hand holding the knife trembled slightly: "You must be dizzy from sleep."

"At that time, every time I took a breath, my lungs hurt like a fire. I'm afraid I will never forget that feeling for the rest of my life." Barton continued, "How did you do it?"

The atmosphere in the medical room suddenly became very oppressive. Lin Lan peeled off the last layer of the apple, and then cut it in half.Her action made Barton subconsciously reach out his hand under the pillow, where there was a pistol.

After a while, Lin Lan put the knife back to its original position, and handed half of it to Barton's mouth: "It's for you."

"You want to use it to gag me?" Barton secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the hand holding the gun did not come out from under the pillow. He took half of the apple with the other hand and bit down, "But , I like skinned ones."

Lin Lan angrily snatched the fruit in his hand after taking a bite: "Then don't eat it."

At this moment, Barton withdrew his hand from under the pillow to block her "plundering", and said with a smile, "Tell me how you did it, eh?"

"No one will believe what you say."

Lin Lan's answer was acquiescence.

"That's not necessarily true." Barton knew that he had the upper hand, and his tone was slightly relaxed. "As long as I say it, they will find a way to verify it. I don't usually have the habit of lying."

Lin Lan sighed, and said helplessly, "I saved your life, but you use this matter to threaten me?"

"Everyone of us here has unique skills. Captain America is still 70 years ago. You don't need to hide anything." Barton ate the rest of the apple in a big gulp, chewed for a while, and then said slowly, "Let me Guess, you're a mutant with some kind of healing power?"

"You're the one who mutated." Lin Lan pouted: "Then, is my injury playing tricks on me?"

"Maybe you can only heal others, or, do you deliberately do this so as not to be suspected?"

"Your bullet wound is almost healed, and my shoulder is still bleeding from time to time, which one is more likely to be suspected?" Lin Lan stood up, "If you want to say it, go ahead, anyway, I won't admit it , What can you do to me, I don’t believe that there will be a torture to extract a confession, I am not afraid.”

"Don't get excited, girl." Button said hurriedly, "I won't tell others, my secret is in your hands, remember? I'm sorry to make you misunderstand, I just want to satisfy my curiosity, I owe You have one life, so I will keep the secret for you. But in fact, I don't know your secret, you acquiesced."

"You don't owe me anything." Lin Lan breathed a sigh of relief, "Also, thank you for blocking the bomb for me."

"I have blocked various things for many people." Barton shrugged meaninglessly, "but very few people will come back to save me."

"Hmph." Lin Lan feigned anger, "I came back to save you because you owe me a mobile phone, return it to me!"

Button had an innocent face: "I can't pay you back now."

"Then give me yours!"

"No, mine is much more expensive than yours." He pouted and shook his head, "Specially made, exclusive to the Avengers, a masterpiece of Stark Industries, unless you can join us."

"Not interested in."

"It doesn't matter if you are interested. The Avengers only accept special talents, and your current level is not qualified. Of course, if you show your ability, you may be able to pass the examination. There are quite a few with financial subsidies." Barton smiled maliciously with his mouth crooked, "How about it, can I be a recommender?"

"Hehe." Through Natasha's translation, Lin Lan knew that the Chinese interpretation of their organization was "Avengers Alliance", so she asked, "Who is your leader?"

"Alliance?"

"It's your boss."

"The Avengers does not have a boss, but Captain America's combat ability is affirmed by everyone. In fact, Nick Ferry is the one who saved your life. If he hadn't discovered that there was a problem with the laboratory, you would not be alive today ...Of course, he belongs to S.H.I.E.L.D. I guess you still don’t understand the relationship between S.H.I.E.L.D. Let the captain teach you how to use a gun?"

"Yes."

"Our Captain Rogers is better at melee combat. It is better for him to teach you boxing and judo. I am the recognized best shooter here. I will teach you how to use a gun." Barton's self-recommendation is true, although his marksmanship may not be as good as Some sharpshooters in S.H.I.E.L.D., but he is definitely qualified to be Lin Lan's shooting instructor.

However, his real purpose is to get in touch with Lin Lan in depth, and the flaws can be seen the most through daily interactions.

Of course, Lin Lan hoped to interact with Steve more, but thinking of the strange feeling of passing Natasha just now, she couldn't help feeling lingering: "Are you going to teach in bed?"

"See you tomorrow morning at the shooting range at seven."

"Where's the shooting range?"

Button replied quite tiredly: "Wait for me in the room at [-]:[-]."

"That would be the best."

Lin Lan was about to leave the hospital room, but Barton yelled at her back: "Hey."

She turned around: "Is there anything else, Mr. Button?"

"You should call me 'sir'."

"Sir?" Lin Lan nodded, "Alright, sir, what are your orders?"

"How did you know there was a bomb under the chassis?"

Lin Lan raised her head slightly, glanced at the medicine bottle on the bedside table, and then replied, "You should take your medicine."